When I get there

I didn't just work hard

I learned how to work hard

I learned how to cry, I learned how to fight myself

I learned how to become my worst enemy

I learned how to become numb

I learned how to forget to cry

I learned how to falter

I learned how to fall too many times

I learned how to stand back up

I learned how to never give up

I learned to cry again

I got people proud of me, laughter it follows after

See, I didn't have friends around me

'TilI I was older and rowdy

Spent most of my life just doubting me

I did not give a fuck

I did not have a single ounce in me

Cigarettes, pills and balconies

Juvenile discrepancies

Drop a tab it's like alchemy

Alcohol mixed with downers

With acid, to see how far I see

Sex on the counter, we're in heat

Trippin of her sweat, ecstasy

And It all got the best of me

My third eye open, sesame

Pour your love down on me

We can hit the town, baby

There's so much to see

Can't take all your hugs on me

Tugging at my heartstrings

That's the drugs talking

I can't get down on one knee

It's like a simile

We should go to Italy

And quit living liminally

Our love does exist

But it's not literally

Shaken, not stirred, but jittery

Swallow the pills bitterly

Time together's a mystery

It's her story but his story

Don't wanna fight demons still

I'm minding my P's and Q's

All of these fiends would kill for a single second with you

But these drugs don't last long at all

Living like heathens do

Life breaths in to you

Like the morning season dew

But we won't answer each others calls

I almost didn't live long to tell the story

I owe some friends some my bads

And a couple of girls I'm sorrys

I'm sorry to

I'm sorry to

I'm sorry to

I'm sorry to

I'm sorry to

On the bright side, the night sky tonight is starry

As I looked up in the dead of night

It was evident that my mind's melancholy divide

Wouldn't subside without the conundrum of feeling low, all the while getting high

The drugs were like the physical representation of all my thoughts and problems

They were making me susceptible to stagnation

She was supposed to be my partner but turned into sad song in the making

On moment, we were elevated like the pitch of falsettos

At any change of a tempo, we emotionally crash lower than the note of a tenor's bellows

Critics often doubted my abilities

Now I have endured things that earn me XP, like open world games on PC

It turns out distractions are like Polycystic Ovary Syndrome

They cause an irregularity in my ability to creatively bleed

But I still beg and you bet your bottom dollar I plead

For just an ounce of peace and clarity

If not, I will resort back to popping pills religiously

Pour your love down on me

We can hit the town, baby

There's so much to see

Can't take all your hugs on me

Tugging at my heartstrings

That's the drugs talking

I can't get down on one knee

Pour your love down on me

We can hit the town, baby

There's so much to see

Hugs on me

Tugging at my heartstrings

That's the drugs talking

I learned I was wrong when I said I'm not good at learning

Ah, hey, I'm still learning

But these drugs don't last long at all